At noon, a loud birdsong suddenly sounded in the sky above this mountain forest, and a black shadow seemed to emerge under the clouds, and it swelled in an instant, and a big bird of a divine horse suddenly fell, and its wings stirred up, rolling up the dust. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This is the nameless forest mentioned in the intelligence?" Yang Xuan looked around, peeking into the silent atmosphere.

"Well, it should be, the last time the Ghost Face Man Tu appeared was here" Bu Feng's tone was calm, his right hand naturally rubbed the hilt of the knife, since he read the information about him, he felt more and more that this Pang De's strength was extraordinary, and his methods were even more weird.

The two of them got off the falcon's back, took out a whistle, and with a gentle blow, the giant falcon roared and rose into the sky, disappearing from their field of vision in a few breaths.

Seeing the giant falcon leaving, Yang Xuan re-examined the environment around him, "How to find such a range?"

"I don't know" Bu Feng shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand and pointed to the mountain peak standing not far in front of him, half bald and half luxuriant, extremely supernatural, "Where do we go to see, the thoughts are scattered along the way, so as to search, the ghost-faced people have some means, and they can't be careless." ”

With that, they walked towards the mountain peak with great caution, not fast or slow, and at the same time their minds were out of their bodies, looking for every clue as much as possible.

Not long after, the two of them were stunned together, and a trace of extremely faint bloody gas diffused in the air wafted by, which was a little abrupt.

"Do you smell it?" asked Bu Feng in a deep voice.

Yang Xuan nodded solemnly, "Over there", and then his expression froze, and his body method worked, pulling out an ink-colored afterimage, and rushed out quickly.

Bufeng followed, and the speed also skyrocketed.

The two of them came to the source of the bloody qi almost at the same time, and as expected, they were all stunned.

The eyes are full of stumps and broken arms, and there are even countless corpses lying here, and the traces of being slashed by the air blade are all over the place, and the gravel and earth pits are lined up, and the scene is very messy.

What's even more bizarre is that there is not much blood at such a tragic scene, the corpse is pale and even a little shriveled, and the only thing that is still intact is the strange headless corpse not far away, sitting on the ground, but the upper body fits the legs, like a folded object.

"Not long after he died, most of the blood in his body was withdrawn, and it looked like his handwriting" Bu Feng Shennian probed and said slowly.

"And looking at their clothes, it seems that they are also cultivators, disciples of the Sword Xuange. ”

"Sword Xuange?" Yang Xuan's face was cloudy, "Why did they have a conflict with the ghost-faced man Tu Pang De?"

"I don't know, is it also a sect task?"

"It's not impossible, let's take a look at it again, if it's really like what was mentioned in the dossier, the two of us are just in the mortal realm, he will always come out. ”

As soon as they said this, the two lowered their heads and carefully picked up a large number of stumps all over the ground, in a vain attempt to find any clues for the murderer.

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In a valley, Pound leaned against a tree with a double axe in his hand.

"You're finally here, and it's not in vain that I've left marks along the way. ”

Opposite Pound were six young men in pale silver robes, embroidered with gold and black sword patterns, but they were the reinforcements of the Sword Xuan Pavilion.

The first person is tall, with short fine hair that looks extremely capable, his handsome face reveals a trace of solemnity and hatred, and there seems to be a hint of greed in the depths of his eyes.

The young man seemed to ignore the other party's ridicule, and looked at the quiet environment around him, "Did you choose such a place to escape?"

"Escape?" Pang De smiled disdainfully, dancing with two axes, "It seems that the life of the sect has not allowed you to be tempered, but has cultivated an arrogant character. ”

"This place is quiet and comfortable, and the feng shui is good, but I think it is very suitable as a place for you to bury your bones. ”

The young man's face was slightly gloomy when he heard this, and the rest of the nameless disciples choked their swords out of their sheaths and stood in a row, looking at Pang De with awe.

"Don't talk nonsense, hand over the spirit treasure, you kind of waste is not qualified to have such a divine object. ”

"You mean this?" Pound reached into his arms, took out the quaint octagonal compass, and shook it lightly in front of his eyes, looking a little regretful.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then there was some surprise, "The one who knows the times is Junjie, if you hand over the spirit treasure, I may be able to say a few kind words for you in front of the pavilion master......"

"Hehe......" The young man was about to say something, but he was interrupted by an abrupt laughter, and his face was full of embarrassment.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you for being an idiot! Just because you miscellaneous fish are not qualified to make me a ghost-faced person. ”

"You ......" The young man's face was gloomy and terrifying for a moment, he was the chief disciple of the Inner Gate of the Sword Xuan Pavilion, not to mention his talent and strength, when did he fall to the point of being called a miscellaneous fish by others for a long time

"You don't want to run away today...... Give it to me" suddenly shouted angrily, the young man at the head was behind, and the other five people rubbed their bodies with swords in their hands, the light and shadow were flying, and the momentum was monstrous, blocking all the other party's retreat in an instant

Pound's hand axe was across his chest, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, "It seems that you still don't have a long memory" Speaking of this, Pound Scarlet True Yuan Dasheng, the two hand axes danced out of the sound of Huo Huo, and the blade-shaped qi blades scattered and flew in all directions......

The eerie voice of "Axe Method, Messy Cloak" is matched with the blood-colored axes flying in the sky, which is extremely terrifying and exudes indescribable might.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this, and it seemed that the attacks were chaotic, but the angle of each axe was extremely tricky, and the careful sensing actually came all over the body.

The sword that had already been struck out didn't have time to recover and block, so it simply broke out with all its strength, and under the infusion of the true yuan, the weapon shone brightly, and resolutely struck towards the axe.

The young man at the head of the group had a blue face, Pang De's blow was extremely powerful, this technique was particularly powerful, coupled with that weird blood-colored true element, it seemed to have some strange characteristics, and the continuous "bang" sound resounded continuously, and all the Sword Xuange disciples who took the lead were all hit hard, and their bodies flew back upside down.

Pound, on the other hand, was just slightly panting.

"I underestimated you, I originally thought that you were just relying on the benefits of the spirit treasure" The young man's tone was cold, he slowly drew his sword, pointed obliquely at the ground, and looked at the other party calmly.

Pound's expression on his face was neither sad nor joyful, the two hand axes danced even more powerfully, his footsteps were moving, his body was extremely fast, and he suddenly pulled out a blood-colored light and shadow, and slashed it with an axe, and the powerful blow drove the whining wind, and the sound was terrifying.

The young man didn't dare to be careless, the dantian Zhenyuan was transported, and the long sword with a string of silver rays was also stabbed out, and with a loud "ding", the young man's face changed, and he took a few steps back, Pang De was also surprised, but he stopped his shaking body a little.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to have some strength as a miscellaneous fish. ”

"Hmph!" The young man snorted coldly, and the sword body shone brightly, and the figure of the "Sorrowful Wind Sword" suddenly blurred, and the long sword slashed towards Pound's neck like lightning with a glittering cold light.

This blow was unusual, there was no wind between the attacks, as if the breeze that should have been driven by the sword body was silent, and with his extremely fast body, it made people a little uncertain.

Pound's face froze, and the chaotic cloak was used again, he thought simply, since he couldn't find a clue, fortunately, according to the group attack advantage of the chaotic cloak axe method, the axe surrounded the body, and it would always show its tracks.

In an instant, the dense axes that looked like they were fighting randomly reappeared, and the blood shadows in the sky condensed into a blood cocoon, protecting the Quartet.

In the blink of an eye, the sword style was approaching, Pound's eyes flashed coldly, "Found you......" The hand axe froze, and slammed towards his side, hitting the sword body.

Unexpectedly, Pound was not happy when the blow worked, but the feeling of hitting the axe was undoubted, but it looked particularly strange.

"Hehe, is it really a ninth-rate martial art on the side of the street?" the young man's cold voice came, revealing a hint of banter and playfulness.

Pound secretly screamed badly, but it was too late, the rapid wind in his ears suddenly sounded, and for a moment it was like thunder, which shocked him for a moment, and after such a short hesitation, the sharp blade pierced through the empty axe, slashed at his left arm, and took a canopy of blood.

"Grass ......" Pang De scolded angrily, and his body rushed forward, dodging the sword moves of the young man's continuous strikes, but before the young man was happy, something strange happened.

The sword marks on Pound's left arm were bloodless except for the blood that had just been spurted, and the severed flesh was actually sticking out of scarlet tentacles, intertwining with each other, slowly healing, accompanied by a creaking sound that made people tremble.

And his face was slightly pale after this battle, as if he was in extreme pain, and within a few breaths, the wound on his left arm had healed, and Pound looked at the young man opposite him with a stunned frown, and his ugly face was even more hideous.

"There is a little ability, you can hurt me......" After that, there was a lot of blood in his eyes, "Let me spend blood to repair my injury, this consumption will be made up by your blood!"

Pound's hands shook, and the hand axe seemed to suddenly swell a lot, as if he was grasping two huge giant trees in his hands, and slammed them down with endless coercion.

"How about a taste of my Blood Shadow Divine Strike......"

The sound of the fierce sword roar sounded, and beside Pang De, the people who were originally knocked away by the chaotic cloak and axe method saw that the situation was not good, and their feet moved, and they seemed to have an inexplicable connection with each other, and the weapon flashed with a misty true yuan luster, turned into a phantom, and struck towards the huge two blood-colored axes.

Seeing this, the young man's mood that was originally frightened and a little frightened calmed down, "Hmph, it depends on what is extraordinary about your Blood Shadow Divine Strike" The long sword stabbed out, and the majestic sword shadow that was also extraordinary flew out suddenly, secretly combining five attacks in mid-air, and the power instantly soared.

With a "boom", an explosion appeared against the sky, endless air waves and winds raged between the mountains, forests and grasses, and the energy junction was even more miserable, with heavy smoke and dust, and debris flying, a scene of apocalypse.

The six people of the Sword Xuange suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and stroked their chests with one hand and retreated sharply, and the violent collision just now caused them a lot of internal injuries.

In the middle of the night, the smoke and dust dissipated, and Pound, who came out of the center of the explosion, was even more unbearable, his clothes were all torn, and his body was full of wounds torn by energy, mottled with blood, dense, and extremely terrifying.

"What?" In an instant, everyone let out an exclamation in unison, only to see countless blood-colored flesh bud tentacles emerging from Pound's wound, swinging wildly, entangled with each other, the kind of creaking sound that makes people tremble again, and the wound has a tendency to heal again.